In The Army

Morning kisses & Huge Question

song: O.D.D by hey violet

this song is my obssession cuz and im dead serious when i say this hear the lyrics cuz every lyrics describes me 100% and i actually also suffer with ODD its a mental illness so it describes me perfectly every lyric hear carefully cuz it describes me perfectly

-The next morning-

The first few seconds of consciousness found Laura groaning, her sore body in protest of any movement. Her eyelids fluttered and the unfamiliar surroundings instantly had her believing she was still asleep. Then came a warm, arousing sensation between her thighs. Ross, she thought blissfully and closed her eyes; convinced he was somewhere in her dreams, waiting for her. The sudden sound of purring filled her ears then she felt a very real tongue lapping at her sex.

He felt her body stiffen and looked up.

"Well good morning," Ross greeted her in a deep, honeyed tone.

"Ross? What are you doing?" Craning her head forward, she found his amazing chocolate eyes twinkling back at her with mischief, his mouth and chin glistening with her nectar.

"Thought that was kind of obvious..."

He wriggled his eyebrows and her head slumped back on the pillow. "Oh God," she sighed, looking to the clock on the wall to confirm her suspicions it was waytoo early for this. "It's only seven thirty, are you insane? I need more sleep." Her voice was groggy and rough.

"You'll have plenty of time to sleep later. Got all day, as a matter of fact."

She smacked her lips together, trying to put some moisture back in her mouth. "Dare I ask what you mean by that?"

"Thought we'd spend the day in bed and..." She surprised him by grabbing the sides of his head.

"Uh-uh. Too sore. Didn't you get enough last night?"

"Mmmmm," he swooped in to capture her clit, sucking it between his lips then released it with an audible 'pop'. "Never get enough of, OW!" She yanked the hair on the top of his head.

"Read my lips. I'm-"

"I thought I was," he interrupted her, smirking at his own cleverness. "OW!" She yanked his hair again. "Cut that out."

"Rossss, I'm tired," she whined, watching as he disentangled his arms from her legs, his lean, toned form crawling its way up her body to hover between her legs.

"But I want you," he cooed before kissing the tip of her nose.

"Too sore."

"I'll be careful. Pleeeeease?" He planted kiss after chaste kiss to her lips, whispering 'please' between each one until she finally opened up so he could kiss her properly.

She tasted her own arousal on his tongue and moaned softly into his mouth. Sweet Jesus, this man knew how to melt her resistance to get whatever he wanted. He took that kiss as all the permission he needed when his hand drifted south to employ the use of his clever fingers to her drenched core. It was no use trying to put up a fight, her body simply yielded, wanting to be swept away by his expert touch.

"Be gentle with me, Rossy," she pleaded softly.

Nodding, he kissed his way down her throat and back up again to capture her mouth in a searing kiss. He loved the sound of his name as it fell from her lips and abandoned her moist center to line himself up at her entrance. Her hands suddenly flew to his shoulders.

"Wait! Condom," her breathy, panicked voice told him.

"Way ahead of you, baby." He was hard for her upon waking and didn't want to waste a second after he'd finished worshipping her with his mouth and tongue.